Adrian
The bullet burnt into my belly, and blood gushed out.
I could feel my life slowly slipping away, yet I let out a grunt.
“Does this piece of shit gets to kill me?” I muttered.
“You still have the energy to speak?” Franklyn snickered.
He stepped on the wounded area but then-
The doors opened and two other men walked in.
I’m guessing one of them had hit me on my head back at the restroom.
“You are going to kill him?
What about the ransom money?” One of them asked.
“There aren’t no random money.” Franklyn pointed over at the bags by the corner of the room.
“Someone already paid.”
“Woohoo.” The men laughed counting the bundles of dollars.
My vision was begining to blurred.
I couldn’t help but wonder who would pay Franklyn to kill his enemy?
I bite down on my lips.
It wasn’t the first time I’ve been shot.
I moved my hands and grabbed a shard of the broken bottle.
As though counter their money, I was able to untied myself.
“You can’t take your share for now.” Franklyn tried to stop them.
“Why?”
“Leonardo, he is our next target.”
“That’s such a dream.
Who would target Leonardo Moretti?
The least you can do Franklyn is kill Adrian.
Leonardo?
Forget it.”
Franklyn aimed his gun at him.
The other who was a brunette seemed confused.
“Relax Franklyn.
You can just pay us for this job, and pay us separately for Leonardo.”
“Even if he offered a million dollars, I won’t join you in killing Leonardo.
He is heavily guarded.”
“Then I guess I should blow your skull off.”
Franklyn shot at him but missed, and when he tried shooting again, there was no more bullet in the gun.
He looked like a lost puppy.
His feet staggering backwards as he searched himself for a bullet.
The red haired removed his gun from his hose, and shot at the ceiling.
I wiped off the blood from my eyes and couldn’t stop watching at the entertainment while I slide towards the door.
There was a bag on the floor, and a gun protruding out.
If I could make my way there, then I could take them out.
“It’s okay…” The brunette tried to calm the red haired.
“Let’s have a vote, I will call the others and if the majority wins, we split the money, and whoever wants to join in the next will, and if not, they can as well leave.”
Franklyn couldn’t disagree, not when the red haired had his gun aimed at him.
What bothered me most wasn’t them, but the others.
How many were they?
I pouted, and exhaled through my mouth.
“Hey you!” The brunette caught on me, and I hurried on my feet jumping towards the bag and sliding to the back of the door.
I grabbed the gun and aimed at them, but when I shot, there was no bullets.
They laughed.
“We are professionals loser.” The red haired laughed.
He trodded towards me preparing to fire but then-
Just as he walked passed the door, a shot went through his skull from outside.
He fell flat on his face, and the others lips were left opened.
The brunette quickly grabbed a gun, and Franklyn placed some bullets in his.
A sturdy step approached, and a 6’4″ man walked in.
The perfume, the suit, even the shoes, I knew them.
His back was turned to me, but still I recognized him.
Nikolai Volkov.
Why was he here?
“Nikolai?” The brunette stuttered and his gun slipped from his hand.
“It wasn’t me, I didn’t do anything.” He went on his knees and begged.
Franklyn slowly followed.
They had guns, but they couldn’t shoot.
Just his gaze were enough to get them on their knees.
I could see their chest rising and falling, their lives were nothing but a fleeting gaze away.
“Touching what’s mine, was a very bad idea.” His voice was low but scary.
He finally turned to me, and stared at me for a while. This story is hosted at novelping.com.
Blood was still gushing from my head, and my belly even worse.
He seemed disappointed.
He took off his coat, and placed it on me.
“You look a mess.”
I could barely focus my gaze on him, but I caught on to the moving image behind him.
Franklyn had grabbed his gun, taking Nikolai’s distraction to shoot.
“Behind you…” I pointed and he held my hand.
“Save your breaths, you can’t die yet.” He muttered.
He stretched his hand backwards without looking back, and he pulled the trigger.
He smiled, and stood up to look at the brunette.
There was a phone on the ground and it started to ring, the brunette picked it up instantly and gave it to Nikolai.
“It’s Franklyn’s.”
Nikolai looked at the screen, and his demeanor darkened.
He place the phone in his pocket and said-
“If you don’t follow me, you will end up like them.”
He then helped me up, and placed my hands around his shoulder.
I’ve never been excited, as well as confused in my life.
Nikolai wasn’t the one I expected.
Sincerely, I thought no one would come to my rescue.
When he walked through the door and stood in front of me, for the first time, there was flattering in my chest.
Was it gratitude?
Or perhaps a wishful thought being fulfilled?
I kept my gaze on him, and for the first time he didn’t look away.
He stared at me, without any coldness, disgust or anger.
He just stared at me wholesomely, and I felt my heart beating fast with every glare of his.
But I’ve lost a lot of blood, and I could barely move my feet.
When we walked to the door, I felt my muscles paralyzed.
I lost control, and could only met myself fall to the ground.
He caught me, hands wrapped around my waist.
He held my head with care, and wiped off the blood from my eyes.
His hands were warm, and when I tried looking at him I noticed his frown.
Perhaps, even in such miserable state, I could always irritate him.
My body lifted, resting on his arms in a bridal style.
“You can close your eyes, nothing will happen to you.” He muttered and I felt my body fell into the abyss.